“Please sir, don’t,” she pleaded as he gently pushed the tip inside.
Marcus retreated and gave her ten crisp spanks that had her squirming.
“It doesn’t serve you to refuse me girl; you’d best understand that right now,” he warned her as he firmly took hold of her quivering hips and centered her on his lap. “I will have you in all ways before long, so accept me into your body,” he ordered. “I can take you at any moment that suits me with no preliminaries, so you best take advantage of my generosity. Now unclench your bottom and let me in.”
Susan forced her body to relax as he paused. His hard cock was pressing into her belly, her bottom was stinging and his finger was poised to invade the most private area of her body. What was a girl to do, she thought as she unclenched her cheeks and he slipped into her ass with a sure deep thrust. The hoarse guttural moans that tore from her body were a complete shock to her as was the all-consuming pleasure coursing through her veins. Other than one sharp quick pain, it felt incredible. As his finger slowed and worked to learn her secrets, her hips began to rise and fall of their own volition.
Marcus was beside himself. The heat wrapped around his finger in her tight cavern was mind numbing and her belly rubbed his cock in a rhythm he would never be able to tolerate for more than a minute or two without unmanning himself. Pulling back from the brink of disaster at the last possible moment, he released her hips and slapped her ass, hard.
“You do not control this, little girl,” he told her sharply, giving her another smack. “It is I who am in charge here and you will do as I say,” he informed her, sinking his finger in as deeply as possible. You are to be still, and let me have my way.”
“Yes sir,” Sue responded, sagging over his knees weakly as he plundered her bottom, twisting this way and that, plungingslowly in and out of her until he was able to slip a second finger inside her. At that point there was nothing she could do as she spasmed around him. Tears of embarrassment dripped down her face as she screamed out her release. Here she was over Marcus’s knees with her freshly spanked ass filled with his fingers, coming like a tidal wave. He hadn’t kissed her or stroked her clit and yet the power of her orgasm was shocking.
Marcus rubbed her back and tried to calm his own needs. This was fantastic as far as he was concerned. He thought she might be anal erotic, but this was more than he’d dreamed of.
“I’ll be right back,” he told her, sliding her limp body off his lap as soon as he was able to free his nearly numb fingers. Going to the bathroom, he washed his hands and returned to the bed gathering her into his arms.
“I have some items in my sea chest,” he murmured against her damp hair. “Things I picked up in the orient. Tomorrow I will insert an anal plug into that sweet hole and each day after that. Soon you will be able to accept all of me there and not just my fingers.”
“Marcus,” she cried, pushing up on one elbow and staring into his eyes. “You are not a pirate.”
“Apparently the sea voyage has confused you, my little stowaway. I am Captain Marcus McCarthy,” he informed her, flipping her over onto her back as she gasped. “This is my vessel and you are mine to do with as I please,” he continued gripping her hot bottom and lifting her up for his plundering mouth.
Sue sighed in pleasure and relaxed in his hands as he again pulled her toward orgasm with his lips and tongue. After several minutes, he lowered her back to the bed and entered her with one exquisite thrust, his hands still gripping her bottom. Wrapping her legs tightly around his waist, she hung on and nipped his neck.
“Aye, aye, Captain,” she sighed as she shivered to completion in his arms.
Marcus’s smile was devilish as he followed her.
Chapter Ten
Kelsey got undressed in her room, something she did every night that now seemed silly after what she and Ty spent the afternoon doing. Standing in her closet she surveyed her extensive rack of lingerie, finally settling on a midnight blue satin chemise with spaghetti straps. She had other prettier things, but this one in particular made her feel womanly. Slipping it over her head, she sat at her vanity and brushed her long blonde hair until it hung in shining waves. Studying her reflection, she swept up the mass and twirled it into a French twist, fastening it with a jeweled comb. Kelsey touched up her make-up adding an extra layer of shadow that accentuated her frightened blue eyes. She put on pink glossy lipstick and touched her perfume stopper behind each ear and between her breasts. I know I’m going to be spanked like a child, she thought in defiance, but at least I’ll look like a woman. She slipped her feet into a pair of blue high heeled mules and walked to the door that divided her room from Ty’s. Forcing herself to take several deep breaths, she turned the knob and walked in.
Ty was standing by the window, wearing only a silky pair of sleep pants that hung low on his hips. His heart skipped a beat as he watched her standing just inside the door, fidgeting.In his heart of hearts he wanted to forget the whole discipline thing and take her into his arms. She looked incredibly fragile and he could see the tiny pulse in her neck fluttering. He opened his arms to her and she ran into his embrace as he lifted her from the floor and held her. Her perfume clouded his senses and he was just about to carry her to the bed when he heard his Grandfather’s voice in his mind.
“Ty, you must begin as you mean to go on,” he’d often told him and Ty valued his words. If he let this go, not only would Kelsey see him as wishy-washy, she would assume she could get away with it again. Ty would never tolerate a deceitful wife and Kelsey was going to be his wife if he had anything to say about it. No, it was best to get it over with and teach her a small lesson in obedience.
“Are you ready for your spanking, Sweet Pea?” he whispered in her ear.
Kelsey’s whole body longed to scream no, but a quiet “yes” squeaked past her lips.
Feeling her shiver, Ty stepped to the bed and stood her on her feet.
“Lay across my lap, honey,” he instructed her, taking her hand and guiding her down.
He positioned her for comfort, her torso behind him and his left arm wrapped securely around her waist. Lifting her gown, he gazed at her petite little bottom and cautioned himself to go lightly on her. His hand ran over the silken globes and traveled down her slim legs, pushing off the silly slippers. They were sure to go flying anyway, and there was no sense in risking an injury.
“Do you know why you’re getting spanked?” he asked her, rubbing her bottom firmly.
“Yes,” she whispered.
“So there is no need to go into detail?”
“No. Please Ty, just get it over with,” she pleaded.
Ty smiled and shook his head; his little sweetheart had no idea what she’d just asked for. He had no intention of being harsh, but it wasn’t going to be a cake walk either. While not being nearly as experienced as Marcus, Ty had spanked a naughty bottom or two in his day and began giving her a warm up. No sense adding bruises if it could be avoided.
His large hand covered almost her entire bottom at once and it didn’t take long before she was pleading for mercy. By the tenth smack, Kelsey was fighting to get away, despite how willingly she’d gone over his knee. Ty tightened his grip and scolded her.
